Bump in the night
Dark and cold inside
The Boogeyman's coming
And there's nowhere to hide
pray to your God
Raise religious signs
But no one can help you
because the Boogeyman's in your mind
He sings and he dances
He twists and he turns
Down deep in your heart
Starting fires that burn
Stories flow through you
He strings them up well
So you can never escape
From this painful hell